On the tower of Gassan Castle, the Crescent Moon Banner was taken down and the skull banner of the "God Traitor" was erected. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoPeople are either running out of the city or joining the rebel revelry and are frantically looting the property of the rich.

At this time, the bell suddenly rang and became more and more violent, indicating that an enemy was approaching. At this time, the Maipu people, who were celebrating their victory, suddenly became alert and began to chant a summoning spell in a low voice.

However, most of them have run out of mental energy, and after half a moment, the earth is sparse and weak, and they are far from being able to tear through steel as before.

In an instant, the Sanctuary troops arrived at the gates of the city-state, which was still immersed in the joy of victory. Armed with light and heavy swords, the Templars quickly shattered the already broken gates.

Just as they were about to storm into the city and capture all the rebels as they had done before, a flame suddenly erupted behind them.

The flame was not bright, the color was like congealed blood, and the light reflected in the dark red.

"Who is it!" shouted the leading Templar. He had heard a little about the rumors of the Southern War, and heard that in the end, all the Sanctuary troops were buried in strange flames, the flames had no temperature, but they could make people not even ashes left, and completely disappeared into the sea of fire.

No one answered him, but a larger flame began to spread behind the horse team. At first, these dark fires were only palm-high, flickering and flickering, and in an instant, they reached the horse's heel.

"It's me, the warlock of Paliva. Some of you call me the 'Dark Warlock'. Odin slowly stepped out of hiding and stood with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't see the blades of the spear and heavy sword suddenly all aimed at him.

The leading Templar looked at the thin young man, dressed in floor-length grey robes with extremely long cuffs that almost hung down to the ground. He was empty-handed and did not carry any weapons.

What a joke, rumors about the battle in the city of Paliva have spread throughout the empire. Said to be a warlock, he was able to manipulate a special flame to introduce all the Southern Expeditionary Army and the Sanctuary troops into the empty city, and then burn them to the ground, leaving no remnants left.

The young man in front of him called himself the "Dark Warlock", did he want to emulate the terrible enemy in the city of Paliva?

"Sinner, every word you say is challenging the authority of the true God. The Templar drew his sword and pointed it at the Grey Warlock, "You deserve to be judged. ”

He didn't believe that what he had encountered was the man who had slaughtered hundreds of Sanctuary troops in Paliva City that day. Not to mention the fact that there were more than a thousand troops behind him, and no one could match the spears and blades except for the high-ranking mages.

"Really, then I wish you lived to tell the people who lead you that they must think of more ways to get me into the Inquisition. Odin replied with a smile as he played with the flames on the ground.

The Templars, fed up with having their authority questioned, decided to put the siege on hold for the time being, and decapitated the arrogant warlock in front of him on the spot.

"Surround!" the Templars ordered, and the mercenaries quickly dispersed, surrounding Odin.

In an instant, the heavy sword and spear wrapped Odin tightly. He only had to take one step to meet a sharp blade.

"You can try to break out of the steel encirclement, but then you'll face a cruel judgment of fate. "The Templars are very happy with the status quo, even a mage cannot leave unsafe in the face of a heavy blade.

Odin didn't argue, just smiled gently, as if the blades that almost pierced his skin were false illusions.

He didn't chant, and a flame began to spread under his feet, then in circles and circles.

The soldiers around him subconsciously stepped on it with their feet, and immediately found that their legs were "sticky", and the so-called "sticky" was not because of something so attractive that he couldn't leave, but because his whole foot, as if it had suddenly disappeared, making him unable to control his muscles.

Immediately, these strange flames climbed up and devoured the unfortunate soldier's body and head, and in less than ten seconds, people were surprised to find that he had disappeared from the place, and the flames disappeared, as if this person had never appeared in the world.

Several other soldiers were also killed, and soon the circle around Odin was empty, and one by one the people disappeared into thin air, even the heavy sword and spear.

The Templars looked at what was happening before them, and quickly realized who they were up against—this unassuming Warlock was indeed the one responsible for the tragedy in Paliva! Or, a disciple of the so-called Dark Warlock!

Because the flames he released were unlike any other fire element, they had no heat, not even the light was dazzling, like a cloud of dark red paint, spreading on the creeping ground, making everything it came into contact disappear. This is an important trait of the rumored Dark Warlock!

Originally, I thought it would be an easy expedition, let the mercenaries rush into the city first, and just wait for the "renegades" to run out of mental power, and then they can be subdued.

Unexpectedly, behind the rebels, there is a hundred-fold terrifying enemy!

Since he could kill all the nearly 10,000 soldiers of the Southern Expeditionary Army, and let more than 200 monks, mages, and Templars all be killed in the flames, now he could easily wipe out all the Sanctuary forces in front of him now!

"Soldiers, besiege your enemies, do not retreat!" the Templars shouted, ordering the mercenaries to remain on the ground and keep the Grey Warlock trapped in the encirclement.

He led the rest of the Templars on horseback in search of a safe way to retreat! The Faceless Inquisitor understood the Templars' intentions and followed them with a bronze sword!

The Templars' orders were clearly no match for fear, and the mercenaries saw the dark red flames spreading across the ground, and watched as more and more people were sucked into the flames, never to step out again, and instantly screamed and fled.

Odin, who was still standing in the middle of the spear and sword, raised his robe and whispered a spell.

A dark red fireball fell from the sky and landed right on the head of the Templar who gave the order, and he was instantly enveloped in the fireball, and his whole body twisted in the flames like soft jam.

Before he could even scream, he became part of the flames!And the crimson fireball exploded in all directions like a plague, mercilessly engulfing the Templars who were about to draw their swords against the fire elementals!

Odin smiled and said word for word: "If you are allowed to leave, sooner or later the city will be bloody." Besides, wouldn't it be an insult to your god to leave mortals to deal with such cowardice as a dark sorcerer?"

His voice was not loud, but it formed a strange echo in the woods, and everyone who fought for the Sanctuary could hear it clearly. (To be continued.) )